War with crows

They came inching slowly to the garden chair, looking at me defiently. I snatched a broom and threw it at them, the black ugly things flew away in panick. They are getting bolder by the day. Evil thought came to my mind, I want to shoot them but I don't have a gun. I want to poison them but that's cruelty-what do I do? This is my war with crows in my little apartment.

I used to put bread or left over rice at the balcony and small birds like the sparrows and the starlings stopped over to feed. It was a sight to behold, enjoying the spoils and chattering away as if saying ' I like this, this person is nice, I love her' (I believe that's what they say in their chatter). But I have to hide myself, seeing me they will fly away. Unfortunately Pak Gagak saw this and took over the balcony. No wonder the food disappeared so quickly - leaving my small birds nothing. I hate these ugly black things, just like I hate some groups of ugly people who want to marginalise my people.

In the end I stopped putting food there and my little birds flew in disappointed. They chatter with one another, perching themselves at the Astro disc, maybe saying 'Why isn't she nice anymore?'. Sorry little birds, you have been robbed! Now, I am trying to woo the little birds by putting food at the corridor. There are more birds at this side of the apartment but so far none came. I hope at least one will stop over and find food there and then tell their friends. I saw cute little sunbirds too. Please little ones stop over and say 'Hi' to me. I promise to provide you food if those ugly black things don't interfere.

Beside the scavenger crows, I am also upset today with the management of the apartments. If owners pay maintenance fee late they will receive reminder letters. But the service they provide is so inefficient. It took them weeks to change the bulbs along the corridor. The corridor to my apartment is dark. Attempts to talk on the phone to the manager failed - never in the office when I called, morning or afternoon. So another complaint letter was sent, then only somebody came to change the bulbs. Why oh why do they have to wait until a stinking letter of complaint was delivered? This is sheer inefficiency with attitude problem. This is not all, the security at this place is a big joke. The guards are just poles - any Toms, Dicks and Harry can go in and out at any time they like, no registering system at all. I am just waiting for the association meeting to highlight the problems.

Zuraidah, cool down! You are not supposed to be stressed. You are doing well in keeping your eye-pressure down, so no stress!! OK, I am done.